Show me a picture of a perfect life I wanna see it, wanna know what it looks like Anybody got a grip on life I wanna know, call me up, tell me what it feels like I can't remember what it was to dream !i gojo . ci ch I can't sleep with my soul so unclean Gotta wake up, gotta let it go CHORUS Maybe I lost my way Maybe I made mistakes Who cares, I coulda quit but I didn't Maybe I loved too much Maybe I've lost too much I'm used But then, who isn't? When we talk about the both of us I feel like an old tire on a street bus I'm not bitter, but I gotta pull out my pride Everybody's got a skeleton In the closet and you gotta live with them Feels like a fishhook in my side REPEAT CHORUS Maybe I crashed and burned But look at how much I've learned Well, who cares I'm livin' I have to forgive myself Cuz I can't be no one else Well, I'm used But then, who isn't? I'm used But then, who isn't? Lorrie Morgan Used songtext Suchen mit Google Lorrie Morgan Used liedtext Finden Sie mit Yahoo Lorrie Morgan Used songtext | | |